Chapter 30: Attack on the Train Station
"You actually reported the news to Taiyuan?"
Yang Lin was secretly surprised. The matter had become a big deal. Fortunately, he was under the banner of the 358th Regiment. Even if the Japanese came to his door, he had the tall Chu Yunfei to deal with it.
Retracting his thoughts, Yang Lin looked at Zhao Dejiu and continued, "Captain Zhao, I will give you a chance to make amends for your crime. Are you willing to make amends?"
Zhao Dejiu had already made up his mind to turn against us, and he said, "Sir, please speak."
Yang Lin said: "Lead your men and follow me to Qinghe Town to destroy the enemy's train station."
Zhao Dejiu hesitated and said, "But those little devils are all hiding in a solid bunker. I don't think the commander has any heavy firepower weapons. It may not be that easy to eliminate them."
"Once we delay until the Japanese reinforcements arrive, our situation will be dangerous."
"Of course, I am not afraid of death, I just don't want the superiors to take risks."
Yang Lin smiled and said, "If we go there, it will be difficult to capture the enemy's bunker, but it's different for you."
"You are wearing the uniform of the Imperial Army, and the Japanese soldiers in the Qinghe Town Railway Station know you."
"So, they will definitely not doubt you and your men."
Zhao Dejiu nodded and deduced and weighed the feasibility of this plan in his mind.
Yang Lin struck while the iron was hot and said, "When you go back, you just need to lie and say that the siege of Wanjia Town has been lifted, and the enemy withdrew decisively after learning that you were rushing to support them.
The Japanese squadron leader was afraid that the train station would be attacked, so he sent you back to defend it first."
Zhao Dejiu hesitated for a moment and said, "Sir, I have no problem with this, but my subordinates may reveal clues and ruin your plan."
Yang Lin said: "You don't have to worry about this at all. Just let your subordinates exchange military uniforms with ours."
"What a great idea!"
Ding Wei on the side was also thinking about how to defeat the enemy. With their current strength, it would not be difficult to break through the bunker defended by only more than 30 people.
But the key question is how many soldiers' lives will be sacrificed during this period, which is unknown .
Because the Eighth Route Army had experienced such battles before. In each of them, the soldiers risked their lives to charge forward under the enemy's machine gun fire, and only after suffering huge casualties did they manage to stuff the explosive packs into the bunker.
In order to prevent the enemy from throwing out more explosives, some soldiers even had to use their chests to block the enemy's gun holes.
One can imagine how tragic it was.
At this time, hearing Yang Lin's battle plan, Ding Wei couldn't help but give a thumbs up.
He is so despicable and shameless. The Japanese devils in northwestern Shanxi are so unlucky to have met him.
No , it should be said that all is fair in war.
…
Then, Yang Lin and Ding Wei asked 100 soldiers of the New 1st Regiment and puppet soldiers to change into military uniforms, and then led them to Qinghe Town in a mighty manner.
As for the remaining soldiers, they stayed in the nameless mountain area to clean up the battlefield and guard the puppet troops who had just surrendered.
These puppet soldiers are of mixed quality and have not yet undergone ideological education. If left unsupervised, trouble is inevitable.
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Half an hour later.
Qinghe Town.
Zhao Dejiu pointed to the entrance of the train station 200 to 300 meters ahead and said in a low voice, “Sir, that’s the bunker I told you about before.
There are two bunkers in total, and there are about a dozen Japanese soldiers in each bunker.
In addition, there are two watchtowers inside the station, each of which is equipped with a Type 92 heavy machine gun.
Including one main shooter and one assistant shooter. "
"Also, there should be a few devils on duty in the command room."
Yang Lin and Ding Wei nodded and looked up at the two tall towers together.
The tower is built of wood, about three stories high, forming a pincer attack with the two bunkers.
Obviously, the Japanese had done their homework on the defense of the railway station.
After a moment, Ding Wei said, "Brother Yang Lin, these two machine gun fire points pose a great threat to us, and their positions are relatively far back. If we approach them rashly, it will definitely arouse the suspicion of the Japanese."
"So, we need to act at the same time. When bombing the bunker, we need to concentrate our firepower to eliminate the enemy's machine gun fire points."
Yang Lin smiled and said, "Leave these two devils' machine gun fire points to me. I guarantee they won't be able to fire a single bullet."
"But these two machine gun firing points are more than 200 meters away from the bunker..."
Ding Wei did not continue speaking, but the implication was already very clear, that is, he was not very confident in Yang Lin's marksmanship.
This is no joke. Once the Japanese heavy machine guns start to fire, there will inevitably be casualties on our side, which is something Ding Wei does not want to see.
Yang Lin did not try to show off, and said with a smile: "If Captain Ding is worried, we can make preparations for both situations. Anyway, we will have no problem in terms of manpower to deal with these little devils."
Ding Wei breathed a sigh of relief. If Yang Lin insisted on his own opinion, he would be in a difficult situation.
Sudden.
Two beams of light shot towards them. The bright light was so stimulating that they could hardly open their eyes. They subconsciously raised their hands to block the light.
Then, a questioning voice came from the top of the bunker in front: "Baga! Who are you working for?"
Zhao Dejiu looked back at Yang Lin behind him, and after receiving his signal, he took a few steps forward and shouted at the top of his voice: "Taijun, it's me, Dejiu!"
The Japanese second lieutenant who was shouting seemed to recognize Zhao Dejiu and continued in broken Chinese: "Captain Zhao, why are you back?"
Zhao Dejiu said: "The siege of Wanjia Town has been lifted. When the enemy over there learned that we were coming to support them, they withdrew like birds and beasts.
Mr. Kato still needs to deal with some follow-up matters in Wanjia Town. He is worried that the train station will be attacked, so he sent me back in advance. "
"Suoga!"
The Japanese second lieutenant nodded, without doubting what Zhao Dejiu said.
"Walk!"
Zhao Dejiu waved his hand and led his subordinates towards the entrance of the train station.
Ding Wei and Yang Lin exchanged glances, and then signaled the soldiers behind them to get ready.
"What? Why is there something wrong with the number of people?"
Soon, the Japanese second lieutenant seemed to have discovered something unusual. Zhao Dejiu clearly had a battalion of more than 500 people under his command.
Why are there only about 100 people coming back?
At this moment, he discovered that several soldiers were running towards his bunker with smoking cluster grenades.
"Baga! Stop them, quickly, quickly!"
"Snapped!--"
The Japanese second lieutenant was responded by a crisp gunshot. The bullet hit his chest. The Japanese soldier only let out a miserable "ah" and fell from the bunker, hitting the hard road heavily.
In an instant, blood splattered and the human figure disappeared.
Almost at the same time, the soldiers of the New Regiment also rushed to the edge of the bunker.
Without saying anything, he threw the cluster grenade in his hand into the gun hole.
